Текст песни Drolls - Карывать

Cleat my, hawk
Oh seed, cheerful!
Oh, and who is brought to you?
Oh brush-brush - a high-hearted husband!
He brought-bridge - on a stranger walked!
According to the stranger walked, strangers loved!
And your wife and there and here
And there and here - in all directions!
And I will go, I will find seven!
I'll see, I mean!
I mean, on the bed, the warehouse.
On the bed, on the top.
On the peripool, on the dying.
You do not get sorred, not dried!
You are on the conscience to be dispersed!
You are on conscience - in favor!